scoter PIE

Charlie had just showered and dressed at the country club after a Saturday good afternoon round of golf with his buddies Karl, Duke and Willy. Normally they would tip a few in the club lounge after playing xviii pickle but this day was a picayune different. It was Karl's fortieth natal day and he had just recently separated from his second wife so the bozo decided that on this day the 19th trap would be at a flight strip gild on the other incline of town. Across the runway. The red light district. tit City.

Charlie was definitely up for it because he and his wife Alex had been in a rut lately and she had already told him that she was going out with a friend. They were both now over xl themselves and matter had been tense between them recently. He thought it sadly ironic that now that their two kids were finally out of the nuzzle and off to college and they would finally have the house to themselves, is the clock time when they would be having marital trouble. Their next wedding anniversary would be their twentieth. Even though they were both still reduce and trim and in excellent material body, a bounteous couple in almost anyone's estimate, he didn't flavour like they would accept much to celebrate.

Willy drive them all to the club in his car because he wasn't that big a juicer. He'd have a duo luminance beers and then switch to dieting Coca Cola. It took them about a half hour to get there. The club was dark inside with strobe Christ Within flashing and medicine buffeting. The place was only about half-full, so they took a table close to the stage and rails, which the long bar curved around. There was a precious Black girl with a bubble butt grinding upside-down on a pole not ten infantry in straw man of them. Another caramelized sugar cutie appeared out of slim down air at their table and they proceeded to rules of order overpriced drinks.

Charlie was out of his element but Karl and Duke were right in the middle of theirs. They were hooting and hollering in no time and soon were shoving poster into G-strings. The black dancer came to the table and Willy told her it was Karl's natal day. That got her a keister at the board and a big tip and Karl got a hired hand job under the table.

The following professional dancer hit the leg to ZZ Top, a petite brunette with huge nipple and enough eye makeup to go a giraffe. She did her set, shaking her loot and her boobs at top amphetamine and getting quite a rise from the customers.

The next girl was a redhead with foresighted wooden leg and six inch dog. She humped the rod for a while then faced away from them and bent over forward as she took off her sequined bird, which was about three inches long, and then her flip-flop. They watched her asshole clear as wide as a silver buck and then close tight, and she did this over and over as the guys cheered. Then she turned around to face them and did the same matter with her twat.

Then a skinny Asian girl appeared…evidently the club believed in variety…and she was incredibly slender and conciliatory. She contorted herself in several agency, like those lusus naturae in the circus, fingering herself and sticking a dildo up her ass, and rubbed oil all over her knocker and licked it off with her tongue.

All this time the boys were enjoying the ladies, putting away drinks and throwing away money. After almost three 60 minutes they finally realized they had better wrap things up. The shoes was filling up and it was getting toward Saturday nighttime. As they were settling up their tab a new young lady came to the stage.

She was blond. Twenty-something, tall and lose weight athletic eubstance, tan, toned weapon and legs, and tight defined abs. Her hair was a medium-length bob parted form of in the midsection and wrapped around her sexy high cheeks. All of her finger and toes were polished red, matching her puffy sass. She used every column inch of the small stage and moved with a smooth forcible goodwill. A shiny, vapourous net draped her upper trunk covering her lean outfit. She tore off the net with her tooth as she sashayed around above them.

Charlie took special notice of this gal. She seemed to be a cut above the others, classier, with More delicacy and without the rudeness. But that wasn't all. She seemed to be looking right at him, smiling at him, but Inferno, he thought, maybe every guy feels that way. He knew her from somewhere, he was sure of it, but he couldn't place her. He could swear she was staring right at him as they walked out of the club.

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Charlie went rest home in an soaker fog. Alex wasn't menage yet, which was a good thing since he was blasted. He washed and flossed and brushed, took four Empirin and got into bed.

He lay in bed thinking about the blond. The way she moved, the way she looked, the way she smiled at him. He couldn't get her out of his mind. That face, he knew it from somewhere. He knew this daughter and he racked his brain but he couldn't remember from where.

Alex came home. Charlie said Hi when she entered the bedroom, but didn't say anything else because he didn't want to slur his words. But he was pretty sure she was half-lit too by how garish and ill-chosen she was as she got make for bed. By the fourth dimension she climbed in beside him he was nodding off and thinking about the new blond again.

He slept soundly straight through the dark. When he awoke early in the morning his head was clear again. As he stood in front line of the toilet mirror brushing his teeth it came to him in a flash lamp. He knew who the young blond dancer was.

She was Scooter.

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Her real name was Sara. Everyone called her Scooter because when she was a teenager she was often seen riding her motor scooter. She would ride it everywhere, to school, to the community pool, to the land lodge, to her jobs. Charlie, in fact just about any healthy Male, would stop in his caterpillar track when scooter motored by. She'd often speed along wearing just a two-piece with her longsighted blond whisker trailing in the confidential information behind her. She was a popular, pretty, acrobatic daughter with an exceptional body. As a teenager she was on the swimming and diving squad at the eminent school day and had been a dancing scholarly person as well.

water scooter used to babysit for Charlie and Alex when their two nipper were young. Her parents, Mel and Nancy, were a few years older than Charlie and Alex and lived a few blocks away. They all knew each other from the land gild and Charlie had played golf with Mel a few times.

Charlie hadn't thought about Scooter for years. The last he had heard she had graduated high schooltime near the top of her class and had gone off to college on a encyclopedism. But that had been six or seven yr ago.

But now he couldn't get the image of her out of his judgment. What a beautiful young lady she had become. She was in her mid-twenties now, and her physical structure, oh God. And she recognized him, he knew that now, he wasn't imagining her staring at him or smiling at him as he had left the club. He only wished he hadn't left right after she'd started and missed her act. He would make to reclaim that.

-- --

Charlie went back to the strip club one evening the following week. The space wasn't that busy so he sat at the bar. He watched a copulate girls do their acts. He made minuscule talk with the barman a couple of times but he didn't ask questions about the terpsichorean because he didn't want to seem like a lecher. He did casually say to him, ‘ Hey, I was in here last Saturday and there was a cutie up there, a beauty blonde with a fishnet wrapped around her'… ‘ Sexy Lexi ’, the bartender said. ‘ She's off tonight. She'll be here tomorrow Night. come in at six ’.

Tomorrow dark it is, Charlie thought.

-- --

The next day Charlie told his wife he'd be late, he had a meeting after study. Not a lie, he thought. He wasn't sure why he wanted to go see Sara, or what he expected from her. But things were weird at home, so what the blaze. He already knew she was a hot, sexy fox. He wanted to see her show. See her strip. See her tits and ass.

At a little after six he strode into the lodge. It was early so the space was pretty short. He sat on a stool at the almost-empty bar and the mixologist brought him the like beer he'd ordered the night before and then disappeared. A black chick was doing a mambo on the stage. Charlie noticed a man and a woman at the far end of the bar who both seemed to be getting into her.

"Hey Sara,"the barman called back into the dressing room.

"Yeah ?"Sara said. She was sitting on a chair polishing her nails.

"I think you might be getting off to a good start tonight. There's a guy at the bar who was in here last night asking about you. You want to go next ?"

"What's he look like ?"

"honest-to-goodness, glum hair, good-looking. You've done worse. He likes the net."

"okeh, I'll go next."She turned to a strawberry-haired bean rod to her right."That O.K. with you, Tiff ?"

"Sure, go ahead,"Tiffany said, and downed a shot of vodka.

Charlie was enjoying watching the night meat cook on the phase in front of him. She danced like she was in the soul Train final examination and shook her ass a mile-a-minute. Her snatch was huge. He was in a spell staring at it when the bartender returned.

"Your missy is on next,"he said.

"Alright, thank you,"Charlie said.

He watched the eternal rest of the dancer's set and then watched her retrieve her blackguard and clothes and slip offstage. She reappeared on the floor shortly thereafter and started working the twain down at the end of the bar that had been digging her. He ordered another beer and waited for, even though it was barely six-thirty, what for him would be the primary result of the night.

A duad minutes later a sultry swampy rut suddenly kicked out of the auditory sensation organisation and Sara sauntered out onto the stage. She wore cad and her long legs were sheathed in bright red slacks with a nonexistent fork, making her bootleg thong plainly visible. Up top she wore a skimpy vest that matched her red pants, and underneath it a black bikini top that matched her thong. The flimsy net covered all the goodies.

She sure moved well, Charlie persuasion. She made eye impinging with him almost immediately, pantomimed him a how-do-you-do and blew him a kiss. Then she proceeded to give him what seemed like a private show.

He watched her prance around and hump the perch and chew on the net until she ripped it candid and he could see the Velcro shriek as she whipped it off. Her pants came off, then her waistcoat. She humped the pole a few Sir Thomas More time and did a rip on the floor and rolled over on her knees and bent backwards all the way. Her snatch was just a few ft in nominal head of him and he could see her cameltoe outlined through her minuscule black bottom.

She had a tight stomach with a silver waistline bracelet wrapped around her and a leafy belly button ring dangling from her navel. She continued her sexy, wretched dance, movin'to the groovin ’, until off came her shameful top displaying her perky tanned tits with rings in her nipples and she swung her bosom and fondled them. Then finally off came her thong and Charlie watched for the adjacent few mo as Sara danced for him, and swung her hips for him, and rotated her hairless bulwark for him, and shook her ass for him, and spread her derriere for him, and winked her cocksucker at him.

When the music stopped and the appearance was over, Sara gathered up her sort garments and ran off the stagecoach naked. Charlie looked up and the mixologist was smiling at him.

Not long after Sara slid onto to the potty next to him. She wore her crotchless red pants and the lightlessness thong and two-piece top.

"Hi, Mister Charlie,"she said.

"Hi, iceboat, uh, I mean Sara,"he said."Or is it Lexi ?"

"It's Sara to you. For anybody else I meet around here, it's Lexi. We all use phony gens around here : Sexy Lexi, Randy Brandy, Franny Fox, Lily Lush. I haven't heard Scooter for eld. I drive a car nowadays."

"Sorry, the word picture is etched in my brain. You zipping up and down the route on your motor scooter in your Bikini with your long haircloth flying out behind you."

"So, you were checking me out ? Thanks, Mr. Charlie,"she said.

"Just hollo me Charlie,"he said.

"okay, Charlie. I saw you in here hold out Sabbatum with your friends. I didn't think you recognized me."

"I recognized you, but I couldn't place you right away. It struck me later on."

The mixologist appeared before them.

"Buy me a swallow and I can cling out with you for a little piece,"she said into his ear.

Charlie nodded."Another for me and a boozing for the lady,"he said.

"The usual, Max,"she told the bartender.

"So how're you doing, Charlie ?"

"I'm doing O.K.. body of work and play golf game. The kids are away at college."

"Wow, that's hard to think. They were such little guys when I used to babysit them. How's girl Alex doing ?"

"She's okay too, I guess."

"Does she have a go at it you're here ?"

"Ah, no,"he said.

"Don't worry, I won't William Tell. Do you ever see my father at the nation ball club ?"

"Once in a while."

"Don't tell him either. He might have a stroke."

Their conversation paused while the bartender delivered their drinks.

"So. What's a overnice guy like you doing in a space like this ?"Sara asked.

"Came to see your show. You're very good."

"Thank you. But separate me,"she said, and took a sip of bracing water."Did you like watching me dance ? Or seeing me nude ? Or is there something else ?"

"I don't know. Something drew me here to see you."

"You don't seem like a strip club variety of guy. The former day you were here with a group."

"Yes, a acquaintance had his fortieth birthday so we took him out."

"Coming in a group is one thing. But coming back on your own, that's different. It's flattering, but I want to know what you really want."

Charlie took a swallow from his beer, queasy, suddenly in no-man's land. Sara turned on her dejection to look him.

"What did you like virtually, Charlie, when I was up there dancing ? I don't think it was my dance. I'm a good dancer, but that's not it. Was it my tits ? My ass ? Or was it my cunt ? Did you like that ?"

He nodded and took another sip.

"Did that turn you on, Charlie ?"

He nodded again. His cock was hardening as she spoke.

"Am I turning you on now ?"

"Yes."

Suddenly dance music emanated from the speakers as the succeeding terpsichorean made her entering. Rose George H.W. Bush. Charlie felt Sara's hand case between his legs. Her fingers surrounded his cock and rubbed it.

"Ooh, Charlie, you are turned on, aren't you ? And well-endowed too, it feels like."

Charlie was impressed with how deftly and quickly her fingerbreadth on one hand unbuckled his knock, unbuttoned his gasp and opened his fly. She threaded his cock through the snatch in his drawers and held it in her hand.

"You have a nice cock, Charlie,"she said directly into his ear, and started stroking him.

Right in speech rhythm with the terpsichorean on level and the euphony coming from the Speaker, an uptempo shuffle, Sara wanked Charlie's cock.

Charlie's forty-two year old weenie was having a serious old time in Sara's xxv year old hand.

"You like this, Charlie ?"

Charlie nodded. Her lips were an column inch from his ear.

"Is this what you came for, Charlie ? Or was it something else ? Something more."

"I don't know…"

"Have you thought about putting it my mouth ?"

"Ugh,"Charlie grunted. His cock was close to erupting.

"How about my pussy, Charlie ? I'm wet, you know. Or are you an ass man ?"

Charlie groaned as his cum rose up through his dig and Sara stroked him hard and fast, emptying his prick and sending his seed outward splattering over his lap and shirt.

When it was over Sara released his run out member and and scooped a clump of cum off of his pugilist with her finger. She took a taste sensation and then put her fingertip to Charlie's lip and fret it into his lips.

"I have to go back to work,"she said."See you next time."

Sara kissed him on the cheek and disappeared into the dressing room.

Charlie looked around the dim bar nervously. No one seemed to get noticed or cared what had just happened. He tried to discreetly put himself back together. He tucked his shirt in and buckled and zipped up. He paid his tab…outrageous, he thought…and left the bar with a soggy, marshy mess in his pants.

-- --

Alex was taking a hot exhibitioner. She scrubbed her body unclouded, especially her slit, inside and out. She noticed there was a contusion -- a hickie ! -- below her navel where Justin had sucked too hard. She hoped Charlie wouldn't notice. She had just gotten home from Justin's condo, where she'd fucked him for the fifth prison term.

She still couldn't believe what she was doing. She was ashamed of herself on one level. Here she was having an affair, cheating on her married man of almost twenty years. Her husband would be devastated. Would he divorce her ? She didn't want that, but things between them had been strained recently. What would hoi polloi say ? What would her children think ?

But on another level she was kind of delight with herself. She was 41 years old and she knew she looked in effect. She had a dear body and had kept in shape, and men appreciated a tight consistence with firm boob and a decent ass. She was proud of the fact that a handsome new man thirteen old age her junior had found her so attractive and had pursued her. It was flattering and exciting and daring. Not to mention she liked having a new tool inside her.

Justin had been calling on the troupe where she worked for some meter, and after a while he started flirting with her. He asked her out for a drink after work and hold back on asking even though she demurely declined a number of time. Then one sentence she surprised herself and said yes.

zip happened that first fourth dimension former than an uneasy candy kiss at the end. But Alex could differentiate he wanted her. The ring on her leftfield paw certainly did not deter him and she knew in her bosom that if he asked her again she would go to bed with him. The next week Justin asked her out again. They skipped the drinkable and went to his condominium and fucked.

That was five workweek ago. They'd fucked after work on the same day each calendar week. She knew it wouldn't last-place and knew matter would end up awkward in the end. Justin was no keen fan but it was something new and unlike and she found it exciting being bad.

-- --

Charlie got abode and went into the bedroom to deepen. He put his soiled clothing in the dry cleansing bag. He hoped Alex wouldn't notice. He could get word her in the lavatory and thought it was a foreign clock time to be taking a shower bath. Still naked, he considered going in there and getting into the cascade with her. But he didn't. It would be out of grapheme and he was certainly that she would see through him and recognize his guilty conscience and make love that he'd been up to something naughty.

He told himself he would stay away from the strip ball club. But he didn't.

-- --

The next calendar week there he was again, seated at the bar. Sara smiled and gave him the eye as she did her act. She was dressed differently this time and he watched her as she peeled off slice after piece until she wore aught but a G-string the size of a stamp revenue stamp and two pasties on her nipple. And when they finally came off Charlie watched her rock her open slash and dilating asshole in front of him with a coy smile on her boldness. He had his hand in his lap massaging his stiffened cock.

When her set ended Sara walked off naked. Not a minute later she walked up and sat next to him at the bar. She wore a lightweight blue devil wrap pulled tightly around her foxy frame.

"I was hoping you'd come back,"she said, turning on her BM to face up him.

"Couldn't stay away. You were outstanding. You are great."

"So distinguish me. Why did you come back ? What do you want ?"

Charlie was tongue-tied. He shrugged and sipped his beer.

Sara put her hired hand between his pegleg and felt his shaft. She stroked it like she had the finish time and felt its hardness straining against the fabric of his pants.

"Ooh, Charlie, it looks like you really are beaming to see me. What do you want me to do with this bad boy ?"She stroked it more strenuously.

He looked right into her optic. They were encompassing open and looked like round of drinks Olea europaea green pond. She started to actuate her human face toward his. He thought she was going to kiss him but she didn't, she put her lips to his properly ear.

"Do you want me to suck it ?"she asked. She didn't wait for an solvent."Because we can nominate that happen, Charlie. We have common soldier way in the back. You'd have to pay for it, but we could be alone. Would you like that ?"

Charlie nodded.

"Good,"Sara said."Come with me."

She took his hand and led him around the bar to a locked room access. He felt like everyone was watching and his erection was sticking out like a sore quarter round. Sara punched in a codification on a computer keyboard and unlocked the threshold. They walked down a abruptly hall and then through another threshold into a small room. There was a Pole in the center and a span of banquettes against the walls.

"Have a tail end, Charlie."

Sara didn't passel around with the terminal in the center of the room. But Charlie's pole was a different topic. He was going to get a lap saltation without the euphony. She untied her cloak and slipped it off. She was 100 % nude underneath. She moved in and put her knees on the cushioned Bench, straddling him.

She pushed her pierced pap into his human face. Charlie sucked one into his mouth and tasted her sweet and sweaty flesh along with the metallic relish of the gold ring attached. He held her unsheathed ass in his hands as she ground her raw hillock against his fortify stopcock through the taut textile of his trouser. Her nipple hardened in his mouthpiece and his cock pushed hard against her bald, twisting twat. Charlie switched tit and Sara pushed it into his mouth while she clamped her handwriting on the backrest of his head and pulled it to her.

"Ah, you're good at that Charlie,"she said."I'm supposed to be turning you on but you're getting me all wet."

After a few minutes of that and with her nipples hard as super Balls Sara lowered herself and sat future to Charlie and put her paw on his cock.

"Ooh, Charlie, I think it's time let this monster out, don't you ?"

He nodded. She unbuckled his rap and opened his pants. He lifted his fanny slightly and slid his pant down and over his stifle and she held his cock in her hand. She looked into his eyes.

Then Sara did something she had never done with any guy she'd ever met at the lodge. She put her lips on his and zoomed her knife into his mouth.

They kissed with a locked, intense passion and Charlie put an arm around her and pulled her close. Their lip were meshed and their tongue explored new mouths and Sara was shocked not only by the fact she'd done it, but also by how long it went on and how a lot they both were into it. She'd been thinking about him the death few days and had hoped he'd come back. And she knew she would see him again after this Night, but not at the club. She was going to be his lover. His mistress, his courtesan, his concubine, his paramour, call it what you will. He might be married and almost as old as her male parent but she wanted to make out him, and not just once, and not just in the backroom of a airstrip club.

"Damn, you're a good mug,"she said. Then she lowered her principal into his lap and took his business firm, set cock into her mouth.

Charlie was impressed by Sara's flexibility. Her fundament was seated 2-dimensional on the shock absorber next to him facing forward but her trunk was twisted toward him and bent at the waistline and her face was in his private parts with his dick in her mouth. Charlie massaged her shoulders and speed back as her head bobbed up and down sucking him. He tried to swing his meat into her in time with her movements.

It was almost like his Einstein was in a spell or he was having a dream or his dick was a character in a movie. This beautiful young lady who used to be his babysitter years ago was now sucking his dick. And she was damn dependable at it.

Sara wanted his cum, wanted to sample it and live with it. If his wife wouldn't take attention of him she would. She liked the feel of his hands roaming her material body and the heat of his cock against her tongue and the wall of her backtalk. His balls were now like acorns in her hand so she knew his automobile horn was about to blow.

Charlie groaned loudly and deeply when he let it fly. His tool shot streams of his saved-up cum and Sara sucked it all into her lockjawed oral fissure. His groin vibrated throughout his irruption but she held on until the drive was over and swallowed most of what he gave her. Finally she lifted her oral sex and looked at him. They both smiled and Charlie pulled her fountainhead to his and kissed her and she sucked his tongue into her cum-glazed mouth.

"tinker's damn, Charlie,"she said, as she stood up.

"Damn, sea scooter, uh sorry, I mean Sara,"he said.

"You can call me scoter if you like."

She kicked off her heel and then hopped up onto the cushioned terrace and stood with her unsheathed metrical foot on either side of him and her cunt inches from his human face. She looked down into his eyes.

"You like to eat pussy, Charlie ?"

He nodded and croaked an ‘ Uh Huh ’.

"trade good,"she said."Eat mine."She put her glistening slash to his lips.

He licked her labia and sucked on her swell button. When she felt him tongue-fucking her swimming tunnel Sara humped his face up against the rampart behind his headland. He spread his hands around her hindquarters as she fucked his face and squeezed her ass until he felt her butt chassis muck between his finger's breadth. Soon it was her tour to come.

"Oh Fuck, Charlie !"

She pounded his face harder with her groin and he dug his digit into the crack of her ass for a better grip. Then, she came. Her cum rushed out of her onto Charlie's face, into his rima oris and dripped from his mentum. She leaned hard against him in pillow slip her pegleg buckled. She moaned as the waves flowed out of her.

In her Day as a stripper as far as Sara had been willing to go with client were hand jobs and the rare blow job if the guy was attractive and she was in the humour. She never kissed the customers. And she had never had an climax. Now with Charlie she'd done all of it. And she decided she was going for even more. She was going to jazz him too.

She lowered herself onto her knees facing him. Charlie kissed her with his sassing undetermined and their glossa slithered through a hanker, slow dance.

"screwing me, Charlie,"Sara said softly.

Charlie nodded. He felt her fingers on his erected cock and her twat lowered and surrounded it. Just like that he was balls-deep into her. She put her weapon system around his neck and moved her cunt up and down and squeezed his cock with her vaginal muscles. Up and down, over and over, hugging his cock with her cunt, her dewy eyes locked onto his.

After a brace minute of watching Sara bouncing up and down Charlie took control. With his dick still embedded inside her he lifted her and pivoted their bodies around so her ass was on top of the seat back. He started fucking her up against the wall.

"Ugh…Ugh…Ugh,"Sara grunted with each plunge of his cock into her."Yes, Charlie. shag me. shtup me."

Charlie banged her like he was beating on a bass brake drum. He felt her twat tighten around his cock with every cerebrovascular accident. He was thinking that this was a bitch he could get used to.

Sara suddenly realized they were making a lot of interference. She was groaning as she was getting fucked and Charlie was pounding her backrest into the dry wall behind her and the banquette was creaking along with them. She knew she would be taking a raspberry from the young woman because this was so out of quality for her.

"I'm gon na come,"Charlie hissed into her ear, slowing down a bit.

"Yes. cave in it to me,"Sara said, speeding them back up.

Charlie bellowed when he ejaculated his emollient into her. As he was giving Sara the fundament end of his load she moaned and bit him on the shoulder.

"I'm going to come again,"she whispered.

Charlie held her quivering body as she came with a series of shaky, wet spasms. Once she was still he pulled his cock out of her and stood up. His pants were a wriggle wreck around his ankles.

"So, Charlie, have you had adequate scooter Pie, or would you care to see me again ?"Sara said as they dressed.

"I'd like to see you again,"he said.

"Good, I'd like to see you too,"she said."But not here."

Sara reached into the diminished pocket of her wrap and pulled out a business menu and handed it to him.

"My cell number is on this bill,"she said."Call me."

Charlie looked at the scorecard."Human Services Counselor ?"he said.

"Yeah. fondness speech for mixer Worker."

"You're a Social Worker ?"

"Yep, that's my day job. I work for the State Department. You didn't think I stripped for a living, did you ?"

"I had no idea."

"I do this because the money's so good. mixer study doesn't pay all that well. I'm also taking classes working on a masters degree."

"Wow, you are an impressive Lester Willis Young madam,"Charlie said, and felt like an old fart as soon as the news were out of his mouth.

"Thank you, Charlie,"she said, and kissed him."waiting boulder clay I get you in bed."

She said she had to get back to study and left. He promised to call up. He went to the rest room. He settled up his tab. It wasn't as bad as he thought it would be.

On the driveway plate he felt good from what had just happened but he also felt like a dog because he loved his wife and he had cheated on her. He didn't want to hurt Alex but he was already looking forward to getting another mouthful of Scooter Pie.

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Alex continued to ‘ body of work late'one night a week at Justin's place. They had their act down pat, the same dark each week. Alex would show up at the same meter, get undressed, neatly hang up her dress and lie in his bed. They would snog, then she'd suck some turncock, get her kitty licked and get laid. They were usually done in an hour and a half.

That was the same Night of the week that Charlie would ‘ work late'at Sara's apartment. He'd usually bug out of workplace a piffling early and go to Sara's shoes. She was usually dressed in something skimpy and sexy when he got there and had various oils and lotions and wax light burning in her bedroom. They'd be naked in the bed in quick mode and they would plunk right into some kind of kinky, wolf sex which would top to loud, rapturous orgasms. Then as they lay in bed resting they would talk about anything and everything. Then they would gradually get back to snuggling and fondling and whacking and suction and it would climax in more conventional screw and climaxes.

The first-class honours degree prison term at Sara's she spent the first one-half hr sucking on his formal and playing with his arsehole. With his prick like a hot rod in her hired man and his balls swiveling in her oral fissure Charlie ejaculated all over himself without even inserting it. Then she sat on his face until she came, sucked his cock, then fucked him.

The next week they did anal. The week after that Charlie got a nose candy job and a dildo up his ass at the Saame time. She licked his asshole ; he licked hers. There were oily massages, slick organic structure rubbing and hot taper wax sizzling on sweaty flesh. Every week was exciting and there was always a surprise.

But what Charlie began to treasure as much as the sex were their interludes. He enjoyed their conversations during the rest time between their possible action and closing human action. She was so comfortable to talk to and not afraid to open up. Which helped him open up up.

He learned that Sara had gone to college on a erudition and had started stripping on the weekends for extra money. She graduated with laurels and then came domicile and got the job as a social worker. The pay wasn't great so she got the job dancing at the club. She could make water twice her social doer salary by stripping three shifts a workweek. She was working on a masters degree in psychology. She was bisexual. Her conclusion two intimate relationships before Charlie had been with women.

Charlie opened up to Sara quite a bit as well. Sara instinctively knew that his marriage ceremony must be on the fritz ; she didn't think he would be coming to her flat to fuck her once a week otherwise. After a mates calendar month of their weekly trysts Charlie was holding Sara in his arm and her head was resting on his bureau when he finally told her what she already knew.

"My wife is having an amour,"he said.

"So ? That's what you're doing,"she said.

"Well, I mean she was having an affair before I ever came to your club."

"Is that why you're fucking me ?"she asked.

There was an cumbersome silence while Charlie tried to figure out what to say.

"Uh, no,"he said."At to the lowest degree I don't think so. I only went to that club to celebrate a friend's birthday, not expecting to find a woman. Especially our old babysitter."

Sara squeezed Charlie's penis.

"What would she do if she knew about us, Charlie ?"

"I don't know. Depends how guilty she feels about what she's been doing, I guess."

"Do you do it her ? Do you want to keep her ?"

There was another uneasy suspension as Charlie hesitated.

"Yes,"he finally croaked.

"Does she feel the like way ?"

"I really don't know."

Sara shifted her weight and looked at him."May I make a prompting ? A couple trace, actually."

"Sure,"he said.

"beginning, you need to come up out. And we have to end. And she has to bar. If she feels the like way you do then you both have to work together to fix what is broken. I remember you and Alex as a glad, beautiful couplet. Do you need to get that back ?"

"Yes, I do."

"Then you need to get meddling. I like fucking you, Charlie, but I never expected it to finish. I figured maybe you guys were through, but if you're not I don't want to be responsible for keeping you apart."

Charlie shook his chief and laughed. He kissed her on the forehead.

"So this is what it's like to be in bed with a psychologist !"he laughed."Constantly being analyzed."

"You should wreak her to the club,"Sara said.

"Yeah, right,"Charlie said.

"No, I'm serious,"she said."It happens a lot. brace are in a rut, they come in together, get a individual appearance, watch each other getting off and then all of the sudden they're in love and fucking like rabbits again."

"You kidding me ?"

"Nope."

Charlie was getting hard again. He kissed Sara, and she kissed him back, but in a way it was a kiss good day. He put his manus between her legs but she brushed it away.

"What's the affair ? You got me horny for some more Scooter Pie."

"Go home, Charlie,"she said."Your anniversary is coming up in a few weeks. If you want to bide together, get to work. institute her to the cabaret and all three of us will get off."

-- --

Charlie got home sooner than usual. Alex was already menage and settled on the couch in the family way. She had a book in her bridge player, a drink on the tabular array and a pot of chowder simmering on the stove.

Charlie didn't know that Alex had ended her thing the hebdomad before. She and Justin had been in mid-fuck in his bed when a nutcase woman started banging on his front threshold and screaming and cursing. She was calling him a bastard and a liar and a numskull and a good-for-nothing prick loud enough for the altogether building and half the locality to take heed. It couldn't be ignored and she wasn't going to terminate. So they threw on some clothes and Justin answered the room access. The womanhood ranted and raved and screamed at both of them, called Alex a slut and a whore and asked Justin if she was the former tie cunt he was fucking. The woman picked up lamps and various items and started throwing them around the living room. adept old Justin had been screwing this woman every week on a dissimilar night. Alex told Justin to go fuck himself and got out of there pretty damn quick before the fuzz showed up.

Charlie walked into the family way and sat on a chairwoman facing his wife.

"You're family already. You didn't have to act upon late ?"

"No. Hopefully I won't have to put in the duplicate time of day for a while,"Alex said.

Charlie nodded his head."What are you reading ?"he asked.

"Library book,"she said."An old Pat Conroy."

"Ah. So,"he said, and cleared his throat."Tell me something. Did you end it, or did he ?"

Alex's face shriveled and saddened and she exploded into bout. She sobbed uncontrollably for respective minutes and cried ‘ I'm so sorry'and ‘ I hate myself'a couple dozen multiplication. When her weeping was reduced to a whimper Charlie got up and sat beside her on the sofa. He put his arm around her and pulled her conclusion. Her tears soaked into his shirt.

"It's okay,"he said.

"No, it isn't,"she said."I'm such a tramp."

"You are not,"he said."You made a misapprehension. Everybody does."

"How did you roll in the hay ?"

"It was a suspicion. matter have been off between us for a piece, we've been kind of distant, you were coming home late. It added up."

"I'm so pitiful, Charlie. I don't know what I was thinking."

"Do you still have it off me ?"he asked.

"Oh, yes,"Alex said, and sat up and looked at him."You still love me, don't you ?"

"Yes, very practically. And I don't want to recede you."

They kissed. It was a kiss like they hadn't shared for a while and their natural language loitered in their mouths.

"I haven't exactly been an angel lately either,"Charlie said.

They proceeded to get one of the most versed conversations they'd had in years. There was plenteousness of hurting to go around for both of them but as they cleansed their conscience they opened the doors to a novel start.

Alex told Charlie about how it had started. Justin was vernal and handsome and he would come into the office and hit on her. She was now in her forties and it felt good to be wanted by a guy still in his twenty. She had been flattered but still turned him down many fourth dimension. Until one time she said okey, she'd have a boozing with him after body of work. And one matter led to another and they were having an affair. It really meant nix and wasn't meant to close. And then she finds out the son-of-a-bitch is fucking at least one former married cleaning lady at the same time.

Charlie told Alex about the birthday party for Karl. They'd taken him to a strip club because Karl is into that panorama. They hung out a while and as they were leaving he'd noticed that the dancer that had just come on stagecoach looked associate but he could not recollect from where or when he knew her. Then it came to him. He went back on his own, the maiden metre he'd ever set animal foot in a situation like that without a group of hombre. He talked to her. It wasn't intended, but it happened.

"You had an social occasion with a stripper ? And it's somebody you knew ? Who is this chick ?"Alex asked.

"It's somebody we both know,"Charlie said.

"Huh ? Who is it ?"

"I'm not going to tell you. But I will show you."

"What are you talking about ?"

"I want to pick out you to the club. She'll dancing for us. You know, a individual show."

"Are you crazy ?"

"Still crazy after all these long time,"he said."About you."

They kissed again, another subdued, retentive one. Charlie loved tactile sensation and tasting her oral cavity again.

"Will you go with me ?"

"You mean you're really not going to recount me who it is ?"

"I want you to see her do her matter. You won't believe it."

Alex smiled and shook her head.

"wellspring, since we are being so outdoors and close tonight, I don't want to feature an controversy. So I guess I will go,"she said. She smiled and hugged him close.

"How long has it been since we made do it on a couch ?"Charlie asked, after a import of silence.

"God, I don't know,"Alex laughed."Years."

They were soon making out and their clothing came off a piece at a sentence. Then they were naked and their apparel were in a heap on the wood flooring and they had sex on the sofa. Although it may give lacked the kinky ferocity Charlie had enjoyed lately, it felt like a long-awaited welcome-home party to him. He luxuriated in the familiar look of Alex and the taste perception and feel of her skin and her curves and her sweaty flesh and the zest of her puss and the snugness of her brim around his peter, and remembered all the reasons he'd fallen in honey with her twenty-some years before.

-- --

The side by side day Charlie called Sara and set up a buck private company for the three of them.

"Are you looking forward to it, Charlie ?"

"Yes, very often so."

"Is Alex looking forward to it ?"

"I think so. I hope so."

"I hope so too. Because I am."

-- --

"What should I put on ?"Alex had asked Charlie.

"Whatever you like. Wear something sexy and comfortable,"he answered.

It was Friday after piece of work. Charlie came home and grabbed a beer and waited for Alex as she showered and changed apparel. Charlie was not disappointed when she appeared. She had on her sexy mordant wearing apparel that showed off her long legs and slim down material body and its low-cut top did the same for her top half. The soft, disastrous fabric subtly outlined the chirpy contour of her bra-less tits.

"Damn, I think I might have to cancel tonight. check family and rip your clothes off !"Charlie said, as he took her into his coat of arms. She smelled groovy. It was a fruity fragrance he'd given her on her last birthday.

"Uh uh, down boy, that'll have to wait till we get back. I'm too peculiar about what you have in store for us,"she said.

"I don't know exactly what is in store for us, but I don't think we'll be disappointed,"he said.

They were rather subdued during the drive to the club and Alex seemed concerned when they crossed into the quondam, squalid function of the city.

"Where are you taking me ?"

"We're almost there,"Charlie said."Just relax."

-- --

They walked into the club hand-in-hand and stopped just inside the door to study the lieu. The join was already jumping with the Friday after-work crew. Most tables were filled and music was cranking. They found seats at the bar and Charlie ordered a beer for himself and a white wine for Alex. He mentioned to the bartender that they had a reservation for the hind elbow room, and gave him his name.

On the microscope stage before them a boney girl was almost down to her birthday suit. She didn't have much up top but had a nice ass and was swinging it pretty thoroughly. She seemed to take on particular notice of Alex, and was looking right at her and smiling when she peeled off her flip-flop. She started humping in their direction with her naked snatch and then distribute it clear for them with her fingers.

"Oh My God !"Alex said.

The little girl turned around and jutted her ass out in their centering and winked her asshole at them a few times.

"Oh My God !"Alex said again.

A young redheader tapped Charlie on the shoulder and said to accompany her. They grabbed their drinkable and were led through the room access and down the hall to the same private elbow room he'd been to previously. Candles emanated a balmy luminescence around the way and voiced, boggy euphony was playing.

"Have a seat, make yourselves comfortable. Lexi will be with you shortly,"Redhead said."Enjoy."

"Lexi ?"Alex whispered, as they sat in the banquette.

"Sexy Lexi,"Charlie said."phase name."

"This is so weird,"she said. She sat close and hugged his arm.

"Just relax, go with it. You look fucking great. You already had the dancer on the stage hot for you."

"Oh, please…"

"I'm serious."

The door opened and Sara walked in and across the small room. She turned the euphony up slightly and turned to look them. She wore a aqua wrap that was layered around her lean, knavish bod. She kicked off her heels. Barefoot, she stepped forward and linked an arm around the celestial pole in the center of the room and faced them.

"Hi Charlie. Hi Alex,"Sara said.

"Scooter ?"Alex blurted, and turned to her husband."You had an matter with Scooter ?"

"She sent me home to you, Honey."

"I had to. He loves you, Alex. He told me so."

scoter spun around the pole a match metre and then acrobatically leaped up feet first and scissored her ramification around the magnetic pole and twirled around upside down before throwing her legs over her head and landing upright on her feet, facing them.

"You didn't come here tonight to see me hump a rod, did you ?"Scooter said. She stood immediately in presence of them as she shucked the wrap off of her eubstance and tossed it at the Pole. She wore a scant, silky disastrous skirt and a silky black bra.

"Who wants a lap dance ?"she said.

"Charlie,"Alex said.

"Are you going to observe, Alex ? Or are you going to participate ?"

"I like to watch,"Alex said.

motor scooter sidled over directly in front of Alex."Do me favour, would you ? Unbutton my skirt."

She turned to her left. There were three small button on her the right way hip. Alex looked at motor scooter tentatively and then leaned forward, unbuttoned the skirt and handed it to her. A flimsy Shirley Temple lash barely covered her sex. Scooter tossed the bird at the rod and climbed up onto Charlie's lap facing him and rubbed his cock with her snatch and thrust her breasts in his face.

Charlie's hammer was hard and he pushed it into Sara's grinding jetty as he sucked on her pierced pap through the thin fabric of her bra. She held his head in her manus as she fed him tit. Soon the bra was drenched so he slid it aside and took mamilla and Au tintinnabulation into his sass. Alex watched in awe as her husband sucked like a hungry camel on the stemmer's tits.

"Ooh, that flavor proficient, Charlie,"Sara said.

She leaned toward Alex with her arm around Charlie's head. Her former hand went onto the prat on the other side of Alex for support.

"Unhook me, Alex."

Alex reached behind Sara and unhooked her bra. She threw it in the instruction of the pole.

"Thank you,"Sara said to Alex. Then she kissed her.

Alex hesitated at first but Sara's tongue was forceful and she opened her mouth to accept it. She was not accustomed to kissing other women and had not come to the club expecting to be french-kissing their old baby-sitter, but watching her husband sucking this attractive Brigham Young womanhood's tits had been a turn-on.

"Don't be shy, Alex,"Sara said."You look way too fucking hot to be shy."They kissed again.

This time there was no hesitation. Alex went with it, her lips eagerly opened for business and her tongue twirled in Sara's sassing. With a taste of nipple and Au Charlie watched them and tried not to smile.

Alex put her arm around Sara and rubbed her back as they kissed. Charlie played with the thong strap that was sunken in the offer of Sara's ass. He put his other hand between her legs. Her lash was break. Sara arced her cunt into his hand.

Charlie stopped sucking tit long enough to pull Sara's thong down to her genu. She was now naked in their circle. He inserted two fingerbreadth into her snatch and two finger into her asshole and started finger-fucking her from both directions. It was easily because her asshole had already been lubed. Sara moaned but kept kissing his wife. He went back to tit sucking.

"Ah, Charlie's in my ass already,"Sara said, and gnashed her asshole on his fingerbreadth."Your married man loves my ass."Then she slid the straps of Alex's dress off of her shoulders so her tits were exposed.

Alex jabbered a squeaky sigh when Sara licked her raw tit, and then another when she sucked it into her mouth. Charlie took his left wing manus away from Sara's crotch and scooted himself finisher to Alex and as soon as he was close enough his wife sucked his tongue into her backtalk. All three bodies were a propensity, twisted phase on the bench : Charlie passionately kissing his wife while she was having her bosom sucked by a foxy youthful lady who had his fingers up her ass. Meanwhile, Charlie's compacted vain dick was dying to get out of his pants.

Sara's lips and tongue and teeth paraded over Alex's nipples, which were now hardened nuggets in her mouth. She put her hand between her pegleg and up under her dress and found that Alex's panties were wet.

"Ooh, mortal's ready,"Sara said. She scooted down onto her knees in front man of the seat.

She lifted the hem of the wearing apparel up, yanked Alex's soaked panties to the side and licked her drippy twat.

"Oh My God !"Alex slurred, with her husband's mouth covering hers.

Sara drove her whole face into Alex's slash, ramming her tongue into her unfold arena and chomping on her ripe tamale. Alex leaned her cunt toward the reservoir of her pleasure.

Charlie had his wife's tongue in his backtalk and her knocker in his bridge player when he felt Sara's hired hand start rubbing his blow up cock. It was time to let his sawbuck out of the barn. He unbuckled his smash and opened his trouser. His dick sprung out and upward like the phonograph needle on a magnetized compass six block from the Second Earl of Guilford celestial pole. Sara stroked it as she continued chowing down on Alex's saturated muff. Alex put her handwriting on Sara's and they jerked him together.

Alex's body shimmied and she emitted a shrill moan.

"Oh, squat !"she said.

"What's the subject ?"Charlie asked.

"I'm going to come."

Sara gave Alex's clit several substantial sucks before she sprayed. Charlie felt his wife's script tighten up around his cock as she came, and she moaned and her body shook as her pussy unleashed. Her cum covered Sara's face in a outpouring like Charlie couldn't recall.

"Oh, God, Scooter, I'm sorry,"Alex said.

"Sorry ? Sorry for what ? That was antic, that's what we're here for. What's incorrectly, don't you do girls ?"

"I do now,"Alex said, and pulled Sara's head teacher up to hers and kissed her like it was the most natural thing she'd ever done. Charlie watched their hanker kiss, and his boner, with Alex's hand still wrapped around it, waited patiently.

"You and me are having all the fun,"Sara said."Wan na suck some cock ?"

Alex said yes and they both got up and yanked off Charlie's bloomers and shoes. Then they knelt on the floor in movement of him. His cock stood erect like a guided projectile prepare to blast off.

Sara was first. She licked his shaft and took his cock into her mouthpiece, then Alex took a turn, and they went back and forth a few times. Then Sara took the whole damn affair into her mouth and throat.

"Oh, wow,"Alex said when his cock disappeared. Then she took his stopcock and did almost as well, took most of it before she gagged.

Charlie sat back moaning and groaning as Alex sucked his cock and Sara teabagged his balls. He knew he would follow in a New York bit and he did. He shot his load into Sara's back talk, and she held on for all of it, and then with a mouthful kissed Alex and jettisoned her tongue into her lip. He smiled at the sight of his wife and his ex-mistress french-kissing with his cum seeping from between their lips.

His dick didn't get much of a break, though. Charlie ate a twosome slit and then he was able to stay put his dick into both as well as the daughter sat side-by-side making out. And the grand finale was sublime. He fucked his wife doggy-style while she had her boldness in Sara's crotch eating iceboat Pie. Sara just looked at him with a dreamy smile on her font until she came.

-- --

When the display was over Sara kissed them both auf wiedersehen, picked up her vesture and was gone. Charlie and Alex took a couple second to get dressed and then both went to the restrooms. Their plumbing had a few leaks.

On the drive home they held manpower ; They couldn't remember the last clock time they'd done that. Back at the house they showered together ; They couldn't retrieve the go time they'd done that. And they fucked in the shower ; They couldn't remember when they'd shoemaker's last done that, either.

They drank wine-colored and ordered Chinese food to be delivered. As they ate dinner they talked about their night. Charlie told her how turned-on he had been watching her getting it on with Sara, kissing and eating puss. Alex said she got off on seeing him fucking and eating Sara, too. Charlie asked her if she'd like to do it again sometime. She said maybe she would.

They went to bed horny as hell. Alex had some unfinished line of work. She wanted to yield her ass to Charlie just like Sara had.

-- --

Sara had been right. Their crazy tripartite night had ignited their sex lifetime to a new pinnacle. They were both thankful to have each early back. No sneaking around, no lies, no pretending. Alex had a wise, new desire to nurse Charlie's cock and take it up the ass. Charlie wanted to fuck her, eat her pussycat and lick her ass all the prison term. They were hungry for each other again. They made plans.

But Alex took something else away from that night, too. Sex with Sara had been brand new and exciting. Her orgasm when Sara was going down on her was one of the most volatile ones she'd ever had. And eating her pussy ! It was her first clock time but she knew what to do. And she wanted to do it some more. She could shut down her centre and breathe in and reek Sara's delicious cunt.

Over the keep abreast weeks Charlie and Alex were insatiable, sex became piece of their day, like eating dinner or brushing their teeth. But Alex was checking out other women too, watching them, taking in their curves, wondering what it would be like with them. Would they be up for it ? But she wouldn't know how to approach it and she didn't want to feature a secret occasion with a woman. No, if she was going to fuck fair sex, it would have to be with Charlie. Or at least with his consent.

-- --

Their lines of communication had never been better. Alex and Charlie had both briefly strayed, but they had come back together hard than ever. Their sex was more acute and more often than ever, and they agreed that their experience with Sara was monolithic in contributing to their newfound togetherness and might even possess saved their marriage. They agreed they should come up with a way to show their gratitude.

"She's a hell of a social prole, in more ways than one,"Charlie had said.

Alex couldn't shake off the storage of the excitement she'd felt when Sara was licking her and eating her and sucking her and the sudden fierceness with which she had come. She knew she had to get another woman down there. She wanted some pussy and found herself checking out women she'd see everyday.

For their day of remembrance Alex and Charlie went away for a hebdomad to a resort down by the glide. Celebrating twenty geezerhood of a successful marriage…except for a few weeks there when they both went sideways before getting back on track. Whenever they weren't in the room fucking they were out by the pool or in the lounge or on the soil where they would be checking out all the fair sex. Alex was starting to get cross-eyed from staring at so many crotch.

The following week Alex called Sara's cell phone. It went to voicemail so she left a message asking her to call. The next day Sara called back. They said their hellos and then Alex got to the aim of her call.

"Sara, I called to say ‘ Thank You ’. Charlie and I agree that the night with you was amazing and has had a profound effect on both of us. We might sustain lost our way a little bit but we are back on track now, much thanks to you. We are so close again, in and out of bed."

"That's good, glad to listen it,"Sara said.

"Anyway, we'd like to take you out to dinner. To stay in touching, and to say Thank You."

"Oh, Alex, that's not necessary."

"But we'd like to. To convey our gratitude. You helped to keep open our marriage, we believe that. And if we can ever do anything to repay you, you just have to ask and we will be happy to."

There was a pause on the line while Sara hesitated, thinking about the invitation. There had been recent changes in her life history that Alex didn't know about.

"okeh, let's."Sara said."I'd dear to."She was thinking it might be a expert metre to ask them to revert the favor if they were grievous about it.

"Great !"Alex said enthusiastically."It will be overnice to see you again."

They set the day of the month for two weeks hence.

-- --

Charlie had made a reservation at a riverfront restaurant that was highly-rated and known for steaks and seafood. Alex wore her hottest, sexiest jumpsuit that showed off her cleavage and her figure, hoping Sara would notice. She had no idea how the night was going to bend out, but if the opportunity for another trine presented itself, she would be ready.

Alex and Charlie got there early and were seated at a choice booth with a river view. They told the server they were waiting on one more and govern crapulence. They had just taken their starting time sips of their cocktails when Sara entered the room.

She looked different than she had at the strip ball club, but stunning nonetheless. Tight contraband skirt, red silky top that clung to her, golden-brown leg with well-defined calves. Her blonde hair had a new waving and was freshly-cut, barely reaching her chin.

Alex was relieved when Sara didn't hesitate to immediately sweep up and kiss them both before taking her seat and ordering a gin tonic. There was small public lecture at first : You look majuscule, so do you, how have you been, this place is great, thanks for coming, thanks for having me, etc. The server returned and they ordered a second round and placed their dinner orders. Then Sara redirected the conversation.

"I quit stripping,"Sara said.

Alex and Charlie's eyes popped and their jaws dropped. They were too surprised to say anything.

"There's a man in my life story,"Sara continued."Or back in my life, I should say. An old boyfriend from college, we went together for two yr. Arlo. Very good relationship, we loved each other. But he had a little problem with the bi- thing, which he's gotten past, but he had a enceinte problem with my stripping. We broke up. He graduated and went off to checkup school.

"The night the three of us shared at the gild, that was a maiden for me. I know I was a striptease for respective years, but I was not a whore. All I ever did were lap saltation and deal chore. Until that night with you two, I had never kissed a man or a womanhood from the order, I had never fucked a man or a woman from the club, and I had never had an climax with a man or cleaning woman from the club."

Sara drained her gin and soda pop. The refills came and no one rung while they waited.

"I learned something from you that Nox. I was turned on and I went with it. But the sex was solely part of it. I was turned on because you two were so into each other. I remembered how hot and happy you looked when I used to babysit for you. And you went through a raspy piece but Charlie didn't hesitate when I asked him if he loved you and wanted to maintain you, and that night it was obvious how much you love and care about each other. I admired it and I envied it. But it inspired me. After that night I thought about Arlo and what we once had, and whether we could still give birth it. I got up the nerve and contacted him. He still loves me. I still love him."

Sara paused and sipped her wise beverage. Charlie and Alex were speechless.

"So anyway,"Sara continued."You said that if there was anything you could do for me, to ask, right ?"

Alex said yes, that was dead on target, and Charlie echoed her.

"Here's the affair,"Sara said, and took another sip."As I said, Arlo's okay with me being bi-, in fact he'd like to see me with another fair sex, and participate. We've talked about bringing another adult female into our bed. And now, Arlo is very bi-curious himself ; and I have to admit I wouldn't mind seeing him with another man…and participating, which would mean bringing another man into our bed.

So I thought, why not belt down two birds with one Harlan F. Stone ? Four way, to the full barter. But it would have to be with a couplet we are attracted to and can trust. That's where you two come in."

Sara sat back while she let those last Bible sink in. She looked across the mesa. Alex had a shy, subtle smile on her font. Charlie looked like a deer in the headlamp. Alex turned to Charlie.

"I'd be up for it. What do you think, Hon,"she said. She was thinking about getting into Sara's knickers again, not to note the incentive action.

"I don't know…"he said slowly.

"What's the matter, Charlie ?"Sara said softly."Think of the possibility. You'd get to see me and Alex going at it again, I know that turns you on. I get hot just thinking about it. And you would be capable to have your way with two foxy madam at the Same time, right Alex ?"

"rightfield. Sounds like a hot sentence to me. Charlie gets to watch his wife with another woman ; I get to see my married man with another man."She squeezed his handwriting under the table.

"I don't know,"Charlie said again."I don't know anything about that…"

"What's the big deal, Charlie ?"Sara cooed, leaning close."Just go with it. Arlo just wants to see what it's like to suck a cock, Charlie. You let me breastfeed it, Alex sucks it."

"I know, but that's a piffling different."

"What's the divergence ? If it feels good, who cares ? You got turned on watching Alex and me. Now you have a chance to turn us on."

"Why don't we do this,"Alex said."Why don't you and Arlo come over to our menage. We'll relax, have a couple deglutition, meet Arlo and see what happens."

They agreed to the design and scheduled the get-together for the keep up Saturday evening. Alex figured she had nearly a week to get Charlie primed and ready.

They said goodnight in the parking lot. When the girls were kissing goodbye Alex whispered something into Sara's ear."Don't trouble, I'll employment on him,"she said.

-- --

When they got home and inside their presence door Alex kissed Charlie and told him to go get raw and lie on the bed. She said she was going to pay him a cock sucking and would be there in a minute.

She went into the kitchen and opened the icebox. She pulled out the crisper drawer and found a large, even-shaped zucchini, eight in long. She went to the bedroom. She could hear Charlie peeing in the master bathroom so she put the squash on the end table, undressed and lay on the bed. Charlie was naked when he came out of the john and got into bed beside her. Immediately they started kissing and Alex's hand made a beeline for Charlie's cock. She massaged his balls and lightly caressed his dick and within a minute he was rock-solid.

"I'm going down on you now,"she said."Watch."

Down she went. She kissed it, licked it and took it in her mouth. She stuck her digit in her pussy and swished it around, then glided it into his asshole. She sucked him as she reamed him from behind.

Charlie moaned and swung his heart and soul into her rima oris in sync with the finger throbbing his ass. After a twosome minutes of moaning and boning Charlie came, and Alex sucked it in as it pressured its way out of him.

Alex lay back beside him and reached for the zucchini.

"What's that for ?"Charlie asked.

"practice session,"she said.

She lowered it to her twat and jammed it inside. She stroked it in and out of her a number of times, sighing with each plunge. Then she took it out, raised it to her side and sucked the length of it into her oral cavity, in then out, several times. Charlie watched her with a smirk on his face. She rammed it back into her twat and gyrate it around, getting it good and wet and funky. She handed it to Charlie.

"You try it,"she said.

He laughed but went along. He sucked a distich inches into his mouth and pulled it out. Alex egged him on and he did it again, then again. He had a big mouth so most of the zucchini had disappeared behind his lips.

"Oh, that's hot. You're going to do ticket,"she said.

She lowered it again to her pussy and shoved it in various inches. The volume of the veggie protruded from her twat.

"Turn me on, Charlie,"she said."suck it. necessitate it out with your teeth."

Charlie shook his principal and laughed. She pushed him in that focusing. He swiveled down and around so his font was between her thigh and looked up at her and express joy again.

"Go ahead,"Alex said."Make my day."

She watched Charlie open his lip wide and wrap his lips around her ripe outgrowth, and smiled. She was already looking forward to Saturday night.

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